I'M SORRY! I uploaded this like a week ago. I forgot to put it on the story though…
Freanch-fri-freak—Thank you. I'm only writing right now because of your review!
Pairings: RoyAi, dedicated to xeledhwenx, for being nice and helping me download the FMA soundtrack and obsessing over afore-mentioned pairing.
Word Count: 236
Rating: K
Life as Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye can be pretty rough. Day in and day out, working hard with long hours, and trying to convince others to do the same.
One night, around 11'o'clock, everyone else had left, excepting the ever-persistent Lieutenant. Hawkeye finished a case file and slipped it under the Colonel's shut office door. He always locks it, and if Hawkeye needs to give something to him she slips it under the door, where he'll be sure to see it the next morning.
Walking down the hallway Hawkeye heard a door open and started, turning around. Roy Mustang himself was staring at her with a bemused expression. "Leaving so soon Hawkeye?" He asked amusingly.
Hawkeye quickly saluted. "No sir, I was just going back to finish another report. But," Mustang raised an eyebrow.
"Yes?"
" May I have permission to ask a personal question?" He nodded. "What are you doing here so late Colonel?"
"Meaning?"
"Normally you're the first out the door."
"Eh, something caught my eye and told me to stay awhile." Mustang leaned against the wall in a relaxed fashion.
"Perhaps the huge stack of papers yet to be completed on your desk, Colonel?"
"Sure." He grinned at her. "Now go home Hawkeye. We all appreciate your work, but you won't be able to do much of it if you're dead on your feet."
"Yes sir." She saluted one last time before heading home.
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But if I don't like the pairing, chances are I won't do it. XD So send in good pairings!